Title: Giant Leaps

Rating: Pg, for this Chapter

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but it is a sequel to Small Favors.

Chapter One: Unsuspecting Prey

Author's Note: Here is the sequel, Its not going to make it with New Years, but I don't care. . .I like where its going, I don't like this chapter as much- But filler chapters are needed for the fluffy stuff.

Angela was furious.

She walked with a fast pace, her heels clicking on the floor as she trotted along the catwalk, stopping at the rail. As she expected her best friend, the source of her bad mood, was standing next to the newly made doctor, hunched over the lab table examining the same bones as on Christmas Eve. Though she couldn't tell what they were saying, the artist still glared at the working anthropologist.

"If looks could kill." commented Jack Hodgins with a chuckle from behind, startling the frizzled artist. "Who pissed in your Cheerio's this morning?"

Angela shook her head, and still glaring at the doctors. "Her." Pointing to her friend. "And that gorgeous partner of hers."

"What did they do this time? Not kiss under the mistletoe?" He teased, and they thought he was bad about conspiracies, Angela could beat him out any day. Her exploits for the pair were endless, one of those 'must happen' before she died things-at the rate she was going, she was going to explode before it happened.

"No, Booth was stuck in Chicago and asked Bren to watch Parker until he could get home." She started, with a sigh. "Booth couldn't find a flight until Christmas Eve after midnight, Parker got upset. Bren made Christmas for him, it was really sweet of her."

"And what does this have to do with you being pissed off." Asked Jack, with an amused smile. It was the artist temper showing through.

"Well, Booth called me to pick him up to surprise Parker, which I did. You should've seen her face when she opened the door at two in the morning, it was priceless. Well I left him there and neither of them called me to tell me how it went, what kind of action they got."

Hodgins started to laugh, he was right. Angela was being over dramatic. His attention returning to Dr. Brennan, who had a slight smile on her face, listening to Zack . . .Dr. Addy . . .explaining something to her, as she picked up the bone he assumed was what Zack was trying to explain. "Its only been two days since Christmas, Angela. Give them time to tell you what happened." He got a glare from Angela. "Why didn't you call her?"

"She didn't answer the phone. I guess I'm going to find out now." Said Angela, walking down the stairs and with a sigh Hodgins followed.

She swiped her card and walked over to her unsuspecting prey and with a painted smile, she waited behind the anthropologist until she was acknowledged. With a frown, Brennan turned around. "Can I help you?" she asked. Noting Angela's odd behavior, Zack looked at her as if she had grown an extra head.

"How was your Christmas?" She asked with a sing-song voice.

"It was fun. Something I hadn't done in sixteen years." She said, with a raised brow.

"That's it?" She asked, unbelievingly. She could tell her friend was withholding evidence, she was bound and determine to get it from her. Law and Order: SVU, welcome your new detective, Angela Montenegro.

"Parker woke up at four, opened presents and fell back to sleep. We woke up and went to lunch at Wong Fu's. He went home at three, that's it." Said Brennan, trying to return her attention to the awaiting pile of bones.

Angela huffed, turning on her heels and went in the direction of her office. "What's wrong with her?" asked Zack looking disturbed.

"Don't even attempt to understand her, you might loose something important." Said Hodgins, clasping the young doctor on the shoulder. He was looking in the direction of Angela's office.

"I don't know what that means." Said Zack. Brennan said nothing, but had a small smile on her face.

"Someday when you are older Zack." Hodgins left with a chuckle, returning to his work that had piled up while he was on his vacation.

Brennan shook her head, trying to keep her wandering attention in check as Zack continued. "The femur on the left side had a crack, suggesting a break in early childhood. His bones are brittle consistent with polio, Dr. Brennan?"

She had lost control on her attention. "What? Polio right."

"Are you alright, Dr. Brennan." he asked, noting that she had never acted like this before-even with a serial killer chasing after her, or her father killing people to keep people from messing with his children.

"I'm fine, just a little distracted. That's all." She answered, silently scolding herself.

Zack continued on about the bones, as for Brennan, it went through one ear and out the other. She began to tap her fingers on the glass of the table.

Minutes later, Booth walked on to the platform-and as if her 'Brennan senses' were tingling, Angela stepped out of her office, dragging Hodgins by the arm.

"Good morning, Bones." He said, standing close to her, he could smell her shampoo. "Zack, Hodgins, Angela."

They all muttered their hellos, eyeing Booth. "Do we have a case?" Brennan questioned his had on the small of her back causing her to jump slightly which didn't go unnoticed by Angela, who poked Hodgins-hoping he would catch on.

"Nope, I just wanted to ask what your plans are for the New Year." He asked quietly, Angela leaned close to hear the words from the pair.

"Same as last year, open some forty-year old wine and put more World War Two victims together." She shrugged, her blue eyes meeting his brown ones.

"Not this year Bones." He said, then she noticed the strap at his shoulder, it was her bag with her jacket neatly stuffed inside of it. Her eyes narrowed at her belongings.

"What are you doing with my bag?" She asked, reaching for it, he moved to dodge her grasp.

"You and I are going to Philadelphia for New Years." He answered, with a smile. "I'm not taking no for an answer."

"Philadelphia?"

"Yes, its my parents turn to host the family party, with all my aunts and uncles." He explained, noticing his partner growing nervous.

"Booth, I'll be intruding on your. .."She started, turning around to face him. What surprised her was that he had a look of determination on his face.

"I'm not taking no for an answer, Temperance." He repeated, it usually worked when he said her real name. A secret weapon, he used only when needed.

"Booth. .." She again started, but never finished because within second, she was pinned against the table by his body, in handcuffs and thrown over his shoulder. Her face was in his back and her legs resting down his chest. Booths left hand rested on the small of her back, where as his right rested innocently on her behind.

"I didn't want to resort to this, but you gave me not choice." He left it hanging. Zack watched in horror, Angela's mouth dropped opened, and Hodgins started to laugh. Booth had a sly smile on his face, he was lucky she didn't resort to kicking him.

"Seeley Booth, put me down right now." She called from behind, muffled by his back. "Booth!"

"No, Bones. This is my treat to you." He responded, making sure he had everything. "I want you to have fun this year."

"And caring me in handcuffs out of work, is your idea of fun? I can walk perfectly well, you know." She said, everyone one knew, including Booth, that she could take him down if she really wanted, but it didn't happen.

"Happy New Years. We will see you next year." He chose to ignore the woman on his shoulder.

The three returned the well wish and watched the pair leave, with the glances from various people they walked past. "I told you something happened!" Cried Angela pointing in the direction of their friends, next to Zack who was in shock.

Hodgins chuckled. What a way to end the year and then added. "Did he have his hand on her ass?"

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Booth carried her to his SUV, and gently placed the doctor onto her feet, earning himself a swift kick in the shin.

"Jesus Bones." He said, rubbing the injured area. Trying not to glare at his friend, who equally disserved it.

"Why did you do that?" She asked with a glare, her hands would be on her hips if they weren't in handcuffs. Her hair was slightly mussed from standing on its own, her clothes slightly ruffled."There must be some rule in the FBI for misuse of handcuffs."

"Because you need a vacation. Consider it a thank you for watching Parker." He explained, stepping into her personal space and placed a hand on her cheek.

"I was about to agree with you." She whispered as he kissed her gently on the lips, pressing her against the SUV. Just as he was about to deepen the kiss, she grunted. "Could you take these off."

His eyes grew wide in shock, trying to figure out what exactly she had said. She was referring to the handcuffs and he chuckled, turning her around and took them off, inspecting her wrists. "Come on Bones, you need to pack and our flight leaves in three hours."

"Alright." She said with a smile, climbing in the car.